The date was February 23, 2004; waking up at 8am for class was every college student's nightmare. My roommate Veronica's eyes were still half shut, my vision blurred, and her hand still numb from sleeping on it all night long. Somehow she built up enough strength to swing her hand softly to tap the snooze button on my loud alarm clock in hopes for the alarm never to sound again. <Tab/>Seven minutes …showed first 75 words of 451 total…

…showed last 75 words of 451 total…the door shut and locks it. With a quick push to make sure it's locked, she heads down the hallway to the steps, starting to stroll down the steps it starts to get colder and colder. Next thing she knows and she's at the door pushing it open to the cold winter air. Walking on the cigarette and ash remains from last night he gets to the sidewalk, and starts her venture for the day.